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Dolok frowns.
"What is this casing? never heard that term before... unless you plan to make some kind of sausage? Which i don't think you mean to do..."
Its scouting, but may involve stealth, hiding in plain sight using disguise or subterfuge.
One of my specialties. Most people don't bother to question a mouse.
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Rhon strides back into the room and upon looking across the way spots Dolok. Rhon quickly makes his way over while saying in a loud voice. "Dolok! You never told me there was such interesting sites to see along the boarder between the Worldwound and the Lands of the Linnorm Kings."
Rhon then steps up to Dolok. "I had such a fun time visiting and would be interested to see more or perhaps take a guided tour with a local. Would you know anyone that would be interested in helping to make that happen?" Rhon waits patiently for an answer with a sly grin upon his countenance.
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Rhon's joy slowly fades from his face upon seeing the sadness upon Dolok's.
"It was being able to fight the corruption along the border but more than that it was
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"hi Doyle, ...eh I'm Nadira" about to lift her hand 3 times before decide not to. and recollect herself
"sorry for being rude, I was just surprised at your apperance! mind if I ask what you are?" and she smirks "...aside from being a bat at the moment!"
Oh I'm a lot of things, a scout, do gooder, healer, a mycologist, archeologist, amateur linguist, hermean exile, author and on occasion even a human. I think the answer you're looking for to explain my appearance however is druid. Nature and I have a symbiotic relationship. With the proper understanding its possible to embrace its myriad of mysteries and alter your own or even someone elses physical form.
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"Ahhh, sorry, forgot my manners there for a moment. My name is Rhon. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Standing before you is a male Dwarf who appears to be approaching his middle years. His green eyes are sharp, appearing not to miss a single detail. His hair is black as night and is beard is intricately braided with a silver beard clasp holding it together. His full plate armor is highly polished but dinged and dented from years of adventure and exploration. A pair of golden eagles are etched onto the shoulders of his armor, looking the same as those of Andoran Eagle Knight. Rhons' shield and ax are leaning up against a nearby table allowing you to easily note the holy symbol of Torag emblazoned upon the shield. A white cloak of Iomedae is wrapped around the top of the shield. Rhon has a silver tankard in hand that he is gesturing to you with while greeting you.
"Please join me for a drink and allow me to introduce you to the others."
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"I only came to the Crusade a year or so ago. Before that I spent many years in training to become a Pathfinder and before that I learned the ways of Torag and of how to become a rallying point for any Dwarven community to look to in times of trouble."
"A drink should not dull ones senses to much. It is when one chooses to drink to excess that you will find the loss of control and feel the effects of to much drink."
O.O.C.: Rhon is a Paladin with the Stonelord archetype.
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"Dolok, Doyle....Come meet Nigel. He is new to the Crusade and could surely benefit from a bit of encouragement." Rhon says this while gesturing to the large Kellid man and the bat hanging from rafters above.
"A round of ale for my friends and a water for Nigel." Rhon booms out to the current barkeep.
"So Nigel tell us what bring you to the Crusade."
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A rather attractive woman of Chellish descent returns to the place. Her hair is cut shorter than women of the Inner Sea usually wear it, but what gets noticed most is her dark eyes flashing with purpose and drive. She wears a polished and worn suit of full plate armor as if she had forgotten she left the battlefield. "I do like Nerosyan, but it is good to be back here." She flashes a bright smile over the gathering and nods to the bartender. A wave goes to the stonelord, and to the songstress. A scritch to the chin for the upside down flyer, and a raised brow and appraising look to the younger paladin are followed by a ringing hand to Dolok's shoulder.
"Looks to be a good crowd here. Everyone have what they want to drink? Good, good." The paired greatswords on Bree-Bran's back are deftly moved so no one is bumped as she crosses to a stool and slides on smoothly. She motions for a dark ale and takes a deep pull before turning back to those present.
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The flute stops as Saetria pulls it away from her lips. Getting up, she makes her way over the table to get a glass of water. The instrument itself is beautifully crafted, silver with intricate designs of curves and symbols, silver gleaming under the lights. It almost looks new, a testament to how well its' owner is taking care of it.
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a woman with neck-long brown hair wearing a simple armored coat and long blue skirt pick up a cup of water and turns to Nigel *Greetings Nigel, while I do appreciate a glass of wine from time to time.
Such life-choice, to turn away from alcohol earns my respect."
she hold her cup forward towards Nigel.
"My name is Nadira, I'm new myself here to Silver Crusade and have been greatly welcomed and belive you will too" she smiles and look at everybody
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" I have been well... the lands of my people do call to me, and the song of iron and steel surge forth from my very being... i do long to hear the call for my next mission... so that my people can receive the aid, so promised."
He glances back to the north wall, as though he could see the thousands of miles home.
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A half-elf and two humans wearing Taldan official livery enter.
"We are looking for a man named Dorsin Salic. He is a human male, about 6' tall, blond hair, late teens or early twenties. He is wanted for murder in Taldor. A man matching his description has been seen in the company of Pathfinders belonging to the Silver Crusade. We believe he may be hiding here, likely using an assumed name. Has anyone here seen him?"
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Rhon turns towards the Taldens and says:
"Murderer you say...I would broker that no one of such a nature would be willing to set foot among so many who would have no qualms in turning such an individual over for trial."
"If we were to locate this individual for you, whom would like us to turn him over to. Understand that he will only be turned over if a fair trial can be assured. Also If needed I will offer my service to defend this reported criminal in court."
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Rhon turns towards the Taldens and says:
"Murderer you say...I would broker that no one of such a nature would be willing to set foot among so many who would have no qualms in turning such an individual over for trial."
"If we were to locate this individual for you, whom would like us to turn him over to. Understand that he will only be turned over if a fair trial can be assured. Also If needed I will offer my service to defend this reported criminal in court."
If we're lucky enough to be working somewhere where we CAN turn them over, usually they're the ones we'd be turning them over to...
